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[runboyrun]

H-hey, has anyone-

[Stiles has to swallow a few times before he can keep talking. His voice is thick, rough, and although he's not crying any more, there are still tear-tracks down his cheeks, red where he's been scrubbing at them.]

Has anyone else been... hallucinating dead people? They're hallucinations, right? They've gotta be...

Ellen? I tried the salt. She didn't- it didn't work.

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[heart_of_a_witch]

[The ghost also appears to have blood down his front, and possibly an arrow behind one shoulder, but...that's probably just a ghost thing, right? Courtney gives a weak smile, relieved.]

He's just about the least violent person I ever knew. See you in a minute.

[The feed cuts out, but she's on her way.]

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[runboyrun]

[He looks over his shoulder as the video cuts.]

Mom, I've got a friend coming over. That's okay, right?

[She doesn't look the same as he remembers her, from when she was ill, but younger. Healthy. The way he's seen her in photos. He has a faint memory of the sound of her laugh, but he can't recall her voice. Maybe that's why she doesn't speak, only nods, still smiling gently.]

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[heart_of_a_witch]

[It takes all of about five minutes for her to find him, ghostly friend in tow. She knocks on the doorframe by way of greeting, peering inside the room. She's not a tall girl, and fairly average looking, with her shock of short blonde hair, clothing all stripes and shades of gray.]

Hey. Did I ever even tell you my name? I'm Courtney.